Father Daughter Chomps

Avacyn gave a thoughtful hum as she made a pile of pieces of metal that she had collected in a bowl. Around the mountains that made up the island they lived on she had been able to find some deposits of metal and chiseled them out of the rock, making a nice little collection of materials over time to add to the workshop that her father had helped her set up. Her mother had helped her with her armor and though it was still a work in progress it was certainly taking shape. The individual scales of metal all across the cuirass were taking a long time to attach to the base of it and she was being really picky about the color of metals she was using so that was probably adding a good bit of time to the production time as well. Hopefully the weapon she had in mind wouldn't take nearly as long, but first she needed a better look at her inspiration.

She left the materials on the stone ledge she used as a table in her workshop and walked out into the main chamber of the cave system her family used as their dens. She peeked through the individual caves a bit looking for her father and when she didn't find him there she stepped outside and started looking for him there. It was still fairly early in the day, maybe a couple of hours till noon, so she wasn't sure if he'd be on the island still or if he would have gone out hunting or on a patrol by now, but she couldn't continue her work until she found him so it was worth looking for him at least.

Luck was on her side though and when she went down from the caves to look around by the lake she found him quickly enough. With a smile she walked over to where he was standing and tipped her head up to kiss his cheek. "Daddy, do you have your fang covers with you? Or are they in the den?" she asked curiously, peeking at his muzzle. She hadn't gotten an up close look at the serrated, steel caps that her father wore on his teeth before and she wanted to make sure she got it right when she started crafting her own.

WC: 389 / 1500

"Avacyn Mendacium"